Gonna go online
Gonna have some fun
Gonna write some code
Gonna build and run
I'll make some emos cry

Watch your packet flow
Run port scans all night
Maybe send some pings
While I chug a Sprite
Your space's gonna die

Don't mess with the nerd that way
Don't make jokes about pi
Or I'm gonna hack your MySpace
You'll be "an hero" tonight

The net'll have three cheers
When your MySpace dies
And over on Fark
I'll be god for life
How will you waste your time?

First I'll go remove
All your friends that are fake
Then I'll nuke "marquee"
And your syntax mistakes
It's W3C time

Your style sheet is a disgrace
I hope you won't pout
When I go and delete your MySpace
Hope you like Internet Archive

I'm logged in and everything, over SFTP
I'm using 10 proxies
Ain't no way you're gonna trace me
Shouldn't have used Windows
There's exploits left and right
I think I'll format C:
Then I'll chown your startup drive

Wouldn't be no hurt
Wouldn't be no pain
If you backed up stuff
On your MySpace page
Guess what you're without?

Surely you won't mind
If I goatse your page
Bring the server down
rm -rf your face
'Cause I got me the power

Tomorrow I'll laugh at your dismay
Cackle as your cry
I'm gonna hack your MySpace
Then bill you for my time

I'm now sshing
Your root password was weak
I 'spose that all this shows
Is don't mess with the geek
You're playing in my world
You stupid newbie freak
You don't know anything
But LOL and OMG

Let me ask you one thing
Who taught you how to write?
You know your grammar blows
And that's bein' polite
Insult Steve Ballmer, please
Give him a chair to throw
At least you'd be getting
Something near quid pro quo

I hope you've learned something
This definitely ain't your day
May as well say goodbye
To your little precious MySpace
It's been end of lifed

I'm finally done cracking
I lean back in my seat
I watch you blow your nose
You're as sad as Win ME

I've got a "One more thing..."
You're unemployed, know why?
I wrote a script for Micky D's
That automates fryin' the fries